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ears

subtle fear

the skin of a deer

tear off your flesh

pull me near

 

pearly whites

rip and bite

sharply plunging

fly your kite

 

silent tears

praise your peers

speak only in whispers

and

cut off your ears

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patrick-wakefield-1
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Apr 1, 2010
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